Think of and look at your work as though it were done by your enemy. I you look at it to admire it, you are lost.

When a man is in doubt about this or that in his writing, it will often guide him if he asks himself how it will tell a hundred years hence.

To himself everyone is immortal; he may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead.

And, after all, the Athanasian Creed is light and comprehensible reading in comparison with much that now passes for science.

In the midst of vice we are in virtue, and vice versa.

Life is like music; it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule.

One of the first businesses of a sensible man is to know when he is beaten, and to leave off fighting at once.